Liang Xiang exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately understood Li Yao's meaning. He stubbornly said, "In that case, I can't abandon my master and leave Foshan alone."
Li Yao was both moved and angry at Liang Xiang's stubbornness.
He hesitated for a moment, then advised Liang Xiang, "Liang Xiang, to tell you the truth, I actually have a plan to escape. You don't need to worry about my safety, so just go to Hong Kong with peace of mind!"
Liang Lian hurriedly asked curiously, "What escape plan?"
Li Yao thought for a moment and then lied, "It's not convenient for me to tell you right now. You just need to know one thing: if you stay by my side, my escape plan will not be able to work."
Liang Xiang was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he had become a burden to his master, and he felt uneasy.
But he was still worried about his master's safety, so he stammered for a long time, not knowing what to do.
Li Yao patted Liang Xiang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I know you're worried about my safety. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Let's go quickly, or if we hesitate any longer, neither of us might be able to leave!"
After struggling for a long time, Liang Xiang finally nodded and said, "Alright, I will listen to you, Master. If you escape danger, Master will come to Hong Kong to find me."
Li Yao nodded and said, "Definitely!"
Then he reminded you, "After you leave the martial arts school, act as usual and don't give anything away. There might be Japanese spies following you. Try to get rid of them. With your current skills, getting rid of them shouldn't be difficult. Besides, their target is me, not you."
In fact, given Liang Xiang's intelligence, he could have left Foshan safely without Li Yao's reminder.
Liang Xiang nodded, his eyes welling up with tears, and said to Li Yao with a choked voice, "Master, I'm leaving. Please take care of yourself."
Li Yao smiled and nodded, then suddenly took out a pure gold pen from his pocket and handed it to Liang Xiang, saying, "Keep this gold pen. If you don't have enough money for the journey, pawn it for some cash. Don't pack your things, so as not to arouse suspicion from the Japanese."
This gold pen was stolen by Li Yao from a man in a Western-style suit when he was "robbing the rich to help the poor".
Liang Xiang was deeply moved. His lips trembled a few times, and he suddenly took two steps back, about to kneel down and kowtow to Li Yao.
Li Yao reacted quickly and stopped Liang Xiang, smiling as he said, "I told you long ago that I don't like this kind of thing."
Although Liang Xiang accepted Li Yao's gold pen, he did not pawn it for money, but instead treasured it.
Later, he took in many disciples and founded a school named after the golden pen, known as the "Golden Pen School," and revered Li Yao as the founder of the "Golden Pen School."
With Liang Xiang gone, Li Yao no longer had any worries and could proceed with his plans without restraint.
Chapter 13: Calm and Composed, Using Barbarians to Control Barbarians
Bang!
The door to the Qinglong Martial Arts School was kicked open.
Miura, accompanied by over a hundred Japanese military police, stormed into the Qinglong Martial Arts School.
As soon as a group of Japanese military police entered the martial arts school, armed with Type 38 rifles, they surrounded Li Yao.
At that moment, Li Yao was practicing his boxing in front of a wooden dummy, completely ignoring these uninvited guests.
It was as if he hadn't noticed the presence of these people at all, completely absorbed in practicing his boxing.
Miura was surprised by Li Yao's calm and composed demeanor, and became even more interested in him.
He walked steadily up to Li Yao and said in broken Chinese, "Mr. Li, I admire your martial arts very much. I would like to invite you to be the martial arts instructor of our Great Japan and teach martial arts to our Imperial Army."
This was Miura's true purpose, and the real reason why he had been able to tolerate Li Yao all along.
Li Yao had anticipated this.
That's why he dared to confront Miura so recklessly.
At this moment, Li Yao remained focused on practicing his boxing, ignoring Miura's words.
Sato flew into a rage, immediately pulled out his Mauser pistol, pointed it at Li Yao's head, and roared, "Are you deaf? General Miura is asking you a question, and you dare to ignore him? Believe me or not, I'll shoot you dead!"
Miura glared at Sato and shouted sharply, "What are you doing? Put down your gun!"
Sato gritted his teeth and glared at Li Yao, then reluctantly put away his "turtle box" with a "Hai".
Miura adopted a respectful expression and said to Li Yao, "Mr. Li, did you hear what I just said? I would like to invite you to be the martial arts instructor of our great Japan."
The Japanese have a very strange personality.
When faced with the weak, they wish they could trample them underfoot and torture them to death.
However, when they face a strong person, they become very humble and respectful.
Li Yao is a strongman!
Therefore, Miura behaved with great respect in front of Li Yao.
Of course, Li Yao knew very well that Miura's real purpose was to learn the essence of Chinese martial arts and introduce it to the Japanese Imperial Army to improve its combat effectiveness.
Therefore, Li Yao was certain that Miura wouldn't do anything to him at this moment.
So Li Yao continued practicing his boxing, ignoring Miura's words.
Sato was so angry that his teeth itched; he had never encountered a Chinese person who was so tough.
Miura didn't take it to heart and smiled, saying, "Since Mr. Li is very busy right now, I'll wait for him here."
His attitude was clear: he needed an answer today.
If Li Yao continues to be stubborn, he would rather take Li Yao's life than let Li Yao continue to live in this world.
Because Li Yao's strength is simply too terrifying.
Of course, it would be best if Li Yao could agree to be their martial arts instructor.
The reason he repeatedly tolerated Li Yao was because he valued Li Yao's extraordinary martial arts skills.
Thump thump thump...
Li Yao's fists rained down on the wooden dummy.
Now, his Wing Chun movements are becoming more and more skillful and fluid.
Unlike when I first learned Wing Chun through the system, my movements are no longer stiff and rigid.
Li Yao practiced for half an hour before stopping.
He turned around and glanced at Sato and the Japanese military police, who were all looking furious.
Then, he turned his gaze to Miura and said with a surprised look, "Hey, when did General Miura arrive? Why didn't you call me?"
Sato glared angrily, wishing he could shoot Li Yao dead.
Miura smiled respectfully and said, "Mr. Li was so engrossed in practicing his boxing just now that we didn't dare to disturb him!"
Li Yao said, "General Miura, what are you saying? You are, after all, a guest. There is no need to disturb you. Next time you come, please be sure to call me so that I will not neglect you."
Upon hearing this, Sato flew into a rage.
This guy left them hanging for over half an hour, and he's still making sarcastic remarks. It's infuriating!
Miura nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "I will do as Mr. Li says next time."
Ignoring the Japanese military police around him, Li Yao walked straight to a washbasin stand and washed his face.
As he took a towel from the shelf to wipe his face, he asked, "General Miura, did you come here today for another duel?"
Sato wished he could smash Li Yao's head with a 'turtle box'. General Miura had clearly stated his purpose many times before, but this guy was pretending not to know anything.
Actually, Miura was also harboring resentment.
However, for the sake of the Great Japanese Empire, he could swallow his anger. As long as he could persuade Li Yao to become their martial arts instructor, he could endure all the humiliation.
Of course, once the deed is done, he will definitely end Li Yao's life with his own hands to vent his hatred.
Miura smiled respectfully and said, "Mr. Li, I would like to ask you to be the martial arts instructor of our Great Japan and teach martial arts to our Imperial Army."
Sato stared intently at Li Yao, ready to shoot him the moment Li Yao uttered a single "no".
He's been putting up with Li Yao for a long time!
Li Yao neatly placed the towels on the shelf, then calmly walked to a table, made himself a cup of tea, and squinted his eyes as he carefully savored a sip.
Sato was trembling with rage; he was about to be driven mad by Li Yao's composure.
If it weren't for General Miura, he would have already blown Li Yao's head off with a gun.
After taking a sip of tea, Li Yao calmly said, "I can consider it..."
Miura was overjoyed and exclaimed, "That's wonderful!"
Li Yao then said, "However, you must first grant me one request."
Miura quickly replied, "Mr. Li, please feel free to make any requests, and I will certainly fulfill them."
Li Yao gave Miura a meaningful look and said, "General Miura, aren't you a martial arts fanatic? Why don't we have a match? Win or lose, I'll agree to it."
Miura's expression changed.
After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and said, "Alright, actually I've been wanting to learn a few tricks from Mr. Li for a long time."
Then, Li Yao and Miura stood facing each other.
Miura bowed deeply to Li Yao, while Li Yao returned the bow with a cupped-hand salute.
Miura stared intently at Li Yao, then suddenly lunged forward, throwing a straight punch at Li Yao's chest.
"Straight punch!"
Li Yao recognized Miura's moves at a glance.
Li Yao dodged Miura's punch by shifting his body to the side.
At the same time, he used a knife-like hand to strike Miura's throat and cheeks with a straight fork gripping technique.
The movements were precise and the force was swift!
"Blade Runner!"
"karate!"
Sato and all the other Japanese people gasped in surprise.
A smile crept across Li Yao's lips. This was what they called 'using barbarians to control barbarians'!